Bear my greetings

Bear my greetings, mixed with tears,
Mountains, hills—whoever hears—
To ten lovely fingernails
Painted with blood from my entrails;
To eyes mascaraed with black dye
From the pupil of my eye.
Though she’ll never call me dear,
Maybe she’ll pity me for my tear.
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Judah ha-Levi writes about love and heartache in this short Hebrew poem. In the tradition of classical Arabic love poetry, the poet describes the features of his scornful beloved in terms that have slightly violent overtones.

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